You are not worthy!
These simple four words fell upon the crowd like a rumbling thunder.
In an instant.
Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at Ye Qingchen.
One must know.
The status of a Guardian in the Celestial God Sect is exceedingly high, akin to a Divine Dragon in the heavens. Even someone like Li Changfeng, an esteemed patriarch of a top family, would show profound respect in his presence. Such an existence, how could one be allowed to insult? Isn't that courting death?
Sure enough.
As the words fell, Shan Xuantong's expression turned dark as if water could drip from it, he glanced at Su Muzhe, and sneered:
"The strength of your follower is indeed impressive! To face three Strongest Celestial Saints at once, he managed to kill one and cripple another. But do you think you can contend with me just relying on him?"
Before he finished speaking, he had already launched himself towards Su Muzhe.
